Going home

In about 17 hours I'll be done with my second academic year. After which, comes a frenzy of packing as I stuff everything into boxes (for storage) being collected the next day. After which is two (or perhaps one and a half) nights of sleeping in a barely-furnished room, before making my way to Manchester Airport, boarding the plane, and finally reaching home at 6:20am, 1 July.

It's not really all that far now, is it? How time flies.